"Prejudge nothing, my friend; with time, all will be cleared up."
"God grant it!"
"He sees everything, and knows everything, my friend. Believe me, that if it hath pleased Him to set those suspicions growing in our hearts that trouble us now, it is because, as I told you a moment ago, He wishes to make us the instruments of His justice."
"May His will be done!" Brighteye answered, raising his cap piously. "I am ready to obey Him in all that He may order me."
After this mutual exchange of thoughts, the hunters, who till this moment had walked side by side, proceeded in Indian file, in consequence of the difficult nature of the ground. On reaching the tall grass, after emerging from the forest, they stopped a moment to look around.
"It is late," Marksman observed.
"Yes, it is nearly midday. Follow me, we shall soon catch up lost time."
"How so?"
"Instead of walking, would you not be inclined to ride?"
"Yes, if we had horses."